Sweet Kate of late Ran away and left me plaining "Abide" I cried "Or I die without thy disdaining" "Te-he-he" quoth she "Gladly would I see Any man to die with loving" "Never any yet Died of such a fit Neither have I fear of proving" Unkind I find Thy delight is in tormenting "Abide" I cried "Or I die with thy consenting" "Te-he-he" quoth she "Make no fool of me Men I know have oaths at pleasure" "But their hopes attain'd They bewray they feign'd And their oaths are kept at leisure" Her words like swords Cut my heart in sunder Her flouts with doubts Kept my heart's affections under "Te-he-he" quoth she "What a fool is he Stands in awe of once denying" 'Cause I had enough To become more rough So I did o happy tryingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
